Jane was a 22-year-old intern at a fashion company. Jane had recently graduated from college with a degree in business retail. Since Jane was just an intern, she wasn't getting paid much at her new company. Jane was there to gain experience and to eventually earn a job as a retail analyst for a good fashion company. Jane wasn't sure if she desired to stay at...
She pushed me down hard onto the worn wooden bench of the little train, snapping the rough rusting safety bar tightly across my escape. My clasping hands gripped tightly as the other children screamed in fear and trepidation. Stuttering forth towards the dark cobweb covered tunnel, amidst the hysteria of childhood wonder and tears, I turned, arms outstretche...
The empty building felt like her empty soul, reminding her that something was missing in her life. Her body was like the empty building with a lot of space to be filled. Being as an empty shell and emotionless being wasn't easy. Walking toward the glass sliding doors leading outside to a balcony and opening the doors, a gust of cool wind blew against her bod...
Sami leaned her head against the passenger window of Charlene's new car as they drove back to Jackson for the Christmas Holidays. Charlene and Debbie had graduated the previous May, and moved together to Houston where they had both secured jobs. Debbie would be with her family in Dallas for the holidays, as Sami and Charlene would do with theirs, in Mississi...
It was Thursday evening and Judy was on the phone to Charlotte. "A pony day, that sounds great. ... Yes, I saw the weather forecast. Hot and sunny, just what we need ... We'll come over about eleven then. Can we bring anything, a quiche? A salad? ... Ok, see you on Saturday, bye." She put the phone down and turned to Lisa. "That was Charlotte. Friday's cance...
It was not a nice Saturday. Outside cold rain spilled from an angry sky while a mournful wind howled a dirge to the beat of the water on the roof. Matthew, Cheryl's beau, was away on an army exercise in Queensland leaving her with nothing more than her vibrating dildo for sexual relief. Twenty-two years old and a grass widow, she thought as she lay back on h...
I have always led a privileged, predictable life. I was "born and raised" in the South, in a house built and owned by my mother's family since 1793. I went to an expensive and exclusive all girl's school and eventually married a nice young man from a good family. My husband went into his father's construction business and was soon making a lot of money, so w...
This story is based on conversations between two good friends but really only just scratches the surface of their "what if" ideas, so if there is enough positive feedback there may be further parts to the tale. All characters involved in sexual acts are well over 18. --- Diana smiled as she slipped behind the wheel of her compact run-around. Saturday afte...
When Lauren awoke for the second time, the morning's light had faded. The gentle pattering of a summer shower quietly splashed against the window. The stereo was still playing her Enigma disk and the quiet hum of the air conditioner could barely be heard. Roxanne's gentle breathing was almost inaudible. Lauren slipped out of the bed and padded quietly to th...
The rain pattered against the roof, calm compared to the earlier pounding against the windows, the brick, and the shingles overhead. I sat with my notebook lying flat on my desk, my pen twirling between the two fingers of my right hand, deep in thought. My mind distracted by the rain as I tried to press my brain for ideas and plots. The lights were dimmed a...